JAIME
The first hint that something was wrong came when Jaime heard screams from within Aerys' chamber, followed quickly by the babe's wails. His wife was one matter, but now his son and grandson? This was too much. This was hardly honorable. How could a King be so vicious? He wanted to go inside and put a stop to things once and for all, but Ser Darry blocked his way.
"We have to protect the royal family, don't we?"
Ser Darry gave Jaime a sad look before "Not from him. We protect the King first and foremost, never forget that Lannister."
"But there's a future King in that room!" insisted Jaime. At this Ser Darry seemed conflicted. It was only a moment later when Aerys' mad wailings that were a mixture between laughter and screams joined the chorus from the children that Ser Darry moved aside and Jaime opened the door to a horrible sight.
There before him stood three green glowing forms being consumed by green wildfire. The wildfire came oozing from their mouths, dribbling down their chins and onto their clothes and setting their entire bodies aflame. The children had already fallen to the floor and were quickly being burnt beyond recognition as their final screams were heard—the green fire then continued to spread across their bodies, burning away—the worst came from the swelling of their bodies which then exploded in a bloody mess of blood and green flames. Pieces of the young princes flying everywhere, one in particular flew rather close to them, breaking Jaime's entrancement as he backed away from the flaming piece of flesh that oozed and burned rather too close for comfort near him.
By this point the King himself had fallen forward onto his desk, the wildfire spreading and catching it on fire. Jaime had heard tale of wildfire and its insatiable appetite to burn.
Aerys' body burst at this moment a piece of flaming wildfire flesh hitting Ser Darry squarely in his face—his hair catching fire. Jaime scrambled back away from the other knight as he began to scream and catch fire himself. From inside of the King's solar Jaime saw a larger green glow cast out into the hall. Jaime wished he could help his Kingsguard brother—but it was too late—the wildfire could only get on him if he attempted to do anything. He was helpless… all he could do was run.
Seven Hells! The wildfire is spreading—it will continue to spread to how large—the Seven only know! We have to get out of the Red Keep! The Queen and the Princesses!
Jaime ran for the Queen's compartments, Jaime knew what Rhaella would be like after having visited Aerys—the practice was not new between the King and his sister wife—but that did not stop Jaime from taking a moment to feel an utter loathing for the man. He had deserved his fate. When he arrived at the Queen's compartments he found it guarded by Ser Barristan—his senior in the Kingsguard who looked tired and weary.
"Ser Jaime, what troubles you so?" asked the elder knight, concerned at the exhausted manner Jaime appeared in having run a good length of the castle to reach here in his armor.
"The King and princes… have swallowed wildfire! We need to get… the Queen and princesses to safety!" shouted Jaime while catching his breath.
Ser Barristan stared almost blankly at Jaime, dumbfounded, as though he knew not what to do. This was too much, Jaime expected for Ser Barristan the Bold—the man he'd admired and led him to desire to join the Kingsguard—to know what to do and take charge of the situation. But here in this moment Ser Barristan seemed as confused and shocked as his brother Tyrion had the day he'd learned that his father did not care for him like he did for his other children. It killed Jaime to see the legend humbled, but there was little time to dwell on this, as something had to be done.
"Perhaps you should take care of her grace, Ser Barristan, while I go to the Maiden's Vault and retrieve the Princesses?" suggested Jaime in the form of a question. At this Ser Barristan seemed to gain a hold of himself and nodded, dismissing Jaime—at once he was Ser Barristan the Bold… but Jaime would ne'er forget the moment when he hadn't been.
The Red Keep was in total disarray as news from the servants about the wildfire sent the castle into a panic. Doors were heard opening and slamming shut, the dull thundering of footsteps going wild. Jaime had to get to the Maiden's Vault—the Princesses had been locked inside ever since Aerys had taken young Aegon away from Elia. He had failed Aegon and Viserys—Seven help him. But he would not fail Elia and Rhaenys!